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Organic Fertilizer

Hi folks,

It’s been a busy few days here on the farm. A sudden frost bit through the row covers and into the greenhouse, killing most of the tomato plants inside and all the cucumbers outside. 

On the bright side, the squash and onions loved it. As well, the tomato roots survived and are sending up new foliage. I’ve got two of the beds planted and three more just about ready for planting. A friend brought us two pick up loads of organic fertilizer, aka horse manure, well rotted. 



There have been three batches of rhubarb jam put down and the rhubarb bed still has tons of the good stuff  growing. Life is good.


Now for a ROW80 check-in.


Once again I managed 1500 words.It’s funny how a few sentences her and there add up. So, I’ll shoot for another 1500 this week.

Oh, while I’m at it, here the opening paragraph of the current WIP. It’s a sequel to the Immortal Tigress.

Cursing softly, and wishing for a fur coat as she trudged through the snow in human form, the vampire shivered. Ah to hell with it, she stripped off her clothes and buried them in the snow before changing into the sabre toothed tiger; the cat could track the maddened killer more easily, and she had a fur coat.”

Well that’s it for me today. Until next time, may your days be blessed.

Pru



The Greenhouse Rises

Hi folks,

Here we are back on the farm. Last week it snowed a bit, but didn’t stay. On the brighter side we were all excited when a friend brought us a pick-up truck load of horse manure. Doesn’t take a lot to make a farmer happy, right? tee hee


Another sign of progress is the greenhouse. We popped it together fairly quickly out of scraps and a few boards. It’s not pretty, but should do the job.

under construction
Ready for business

Oh, and the mighty rhubarb plant is up in sheer defiance of the cold and snow.


ROW80 Check-in

Last week didn’t see a lot of progress on the WIP, but I did finish the fixes, read throughs, and re-writes that I had on my to do list. I’m calling that a win.

Since we have begun converting our huge unsightly lawn into a working farm, my writing time has been somewhat curtailed. I’m aiming for only a thousand words a week until the work load slows down a bit.

Wishing you all sunny days and nights of warm rains
Bless
Pru